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Harmony—- Haiku.


Smelling a rat
he moved like a cat
stealthily into it.

Getting into it
acted like a sly fox
destroying the harmony.
fox

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The Rat Is Dead.


ratThe tiny rat got into the room.
I tried to chase it with a broom.
It ran here and there in fear.
I ran everywhere.
The rat squeaked and cried.
However much I tried
I could not strike it.
It looked so agile and fit
Knowing not how to catch the rat
hesitantly gave a blow with a bat.
The rat fell down flat and swirled.
In a few minutes it lay dead.